{ Samantha's View }
It was a troubling mont, this.
At one place stood one good friend of mine that I made just recently and the latter, knelled in front of , another friend, this one even closer and had known much longer.
I tried to make sense of what was happening and even after questioning Henry, I found no fault in him. So was Alia wrong?...
Her look was filled with sorrow but I had no choice. There wasn't anything about Henry that seed wrong here, instead if looked from his stand, it was Alia who was the problem.
She had followed a noble, when he was at a discreet place doing his private thing.
So I stood at the alleyway and nodded to Henry and he turned to leave. I looked down at Alia and was about to say sothing but this happened.
"Wait a second!"
Henry stopped suddenly and asked himself. He stood there for a while as he murmured sothing then he turned.
"Samantha… why are you here?"
"Hmm… what do you an?"
"What brought you here?"
My confused mind suddenly took a sharp break as I saw his suspicious eyes. He understood that there was sothing wrong here, except for the obvious thing.
"Well… I heard so argunts and got cautious, so I ca to see what it was." I lied. I didn't want to, I never liked lying but at the mont I had to.
He turned and looked at , "So you appeared after we started arguing."
"Yes" I lied again.
"Hmm… so you weren't here before Alia ca?" My eyes shook for the briefest mont.
Why is he asking that question! Does he… think that I am involved in this? I hope not.
"No… I wasn't here." My voice ca out more cracked than I wanted it to be, "Why are you asking that?"
"Well" He said and slowly walked forward, "You see, I have a good sense of my surroundings and before Alia ca, I could feel soone lurking around ."
No… He knows.
Henry walked slow but to , it felt like each step brought on my doom faster.
"Strange thing is, when we started, you ca way too fast, so either you were close to this place when we started or… you were here already."
He was suspicious of this from the beginning?... Was that why he chose such a closed space?
No, he did co here to pee. It is just that he is more observant than most people I've seen.
Sothing I knew but at this critical mont, failed to keep in mind.
Before I could answer him, his large figure stood in front of . He was quite tall to begin with but after we trained, he seed to have grown a little taller.
Back then it was reassuring to know soone amazing standing beside you as your comrade… but now… I can understand why that was.
Because now he looked at with a strange look, a look that felt like sharp and cold to my bones.
"I am going to ask you three things and I hope for our friendships sake, you won't lie to ."
I unconsciously gulped and still failed to answer.
"Were you in on this?"
"No, I'm not." I answered truthfully, I wasn't in the sense he asked.
"That wasn't a lie… another one."
He nodded, it made feel a bit better. But that was quickly snuffed out.
"Did you follow here?
I couldn't lie anymore… not to those eyes that were waiting for the smallest whiff of dirt.
"...Yes"
"Hmm... last question." He said as if not the least bit bothered by it, but I knew he was disappointed.
"Did you know she would do this?"
I gave a sharp exhale.
No lies or half-truths could save from this one. I needed to face this.
My voice cracked further as I tried to speak, "…I …Henry you need to understand tha-" My vision blocked out by his large hand.
"Enough, you've told all I need to know." His way of speaking changed that instant, it was more inhumane… as if speaking to a stranger.
He turned around and told , "I thank you for all the help and guidance you gave before… but I think it would be best if we go our separate ways now."
NO! He can't just say that.
"Henry, please listen-" I tried to speak but his distant tone stopped again.
"Goodbye, Samantha." Then he walked away.
Co on move!
I told myself but my legs gave up. They stood there like a statue, refused to move as I saw a good friend… walk away.
He was one of the few who didn't look at like a tool. He was one of the very few in our age, that could challenge and help improve and he was also the only person that chose peace when I brought war to him.
"madam" I dizzily looked down at Alia's distorted figure and felt anger. She looked for justice and I sought to give it. For what?
Just accusations?
"Alia… get up and wash yourself."
"But… about Henr-"
"You will call him, SIR! Now go, I will decide later what must be done about you."
Her eyes shook again and she felt injustice. But I wasn't going to be shook this ti. She left as traces of tears fell.
I slowly walked into camp and sat inside my tent. My uncle Nance ca a mont later.
"Henry left."
"I know."
"Do you know why?" He asked, genuinely confused and I told him the whole matter. He was one of the most trusted I know since birth; I could tell him this.
"Oh…" He took a mont to digest everything, "you're sure that his not guilty."
"Yes, uncle."
"He… could be a good liar?"
I shook, "No, I would have known, he was never like she said he was… I... shouldn't have listened to her."
Nance sat beside and patted my shoulder, "You didn't have a choice… Alia isn't soone who… accused like that."
"But I didn't need to hear her," I looked at him with anger, not at him but myself, "They were just accusations."
"Not all is lost, niece." Nance smiled, "We will et him again in Valint, I am sure by that ti, things between you guys would be the sa again."
I sighed heavily.
I hope so.
I really hope so.
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